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Vian groped his bedside, his eyes slowly opened when he didn't feel Briena's body. They used to chat until 2 in the morning. Talking about many things, for the first time they got along in discussing anything.

Vian rubbed his eyes, then got out of bed and walked unsteadily to the bathroom. Out of the bathroom already in a neat shirt suit. He took the suit and tie Briena had prepared. Don't forget to bring your cell phone which was charged last night. Vian brought the three objects down to the ground floor.

"Where's Briena, Mom?" Vian asked his assistant when he didn't see Briena's figure at the dining table. She couldn't possibly miss breakfast.

"In the kitchen sir. He said he wanted to make ginger wedang," said Mbok Jum, while placing a bowl of fried rice on the dining table.

"Wedang Ginger? Tumben?" wonder Vian.